Apathetic Everyday
Train of thought is exhausting
No sense of light to fill me up
So dull and boring

Rotting from a life so futile
Forever unchanging
Sitting in the still sea of nothingness
A blank stare, from an empty man
Frozen in the mind of despair
A calm before the storm
The last of storms to come
Breaking and destroying this inner core
This inner broken soul
Which has not the will to shine

"Leave him alone. Time is a waste with him. He is not for us, he is full of death. He is full of woe, full of hopelessness. Just let him bask in his fruitless self, his unchanging mind and his unchanging ways."